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    “The nymph doctors say that the scent of a nymph comes from divinity.”

    “That’s amazing.”

    It was a somewhat understandable statement for a Titan. Each of the divine things I had eaten had its own unique taste and aroma.

    But what kind of perverts are these Nymph Doctors? It’s probably something that humans wouldn’t be able to easily figure out.

    “And it is known that clothes made from Arachne’s thread cover the smell of the divine.”

    “How?”

    “I don’t know what the principle is, but I think it might be the power of the ‘six pillars’.”

    “Are you talking about the external god who created Arachne?”

    “Yes. And this is why I recommended Miss Byonne. The underwear she made was said to be the best among the nymphs for covering the sacred. I’m sure it will be of great help to the warrior’s children.”

    “Ouch!”

    Camilla had a point.

    Like the nymphs, my children will also be born with some degree of divinity as Titans.

    And in this world, there were many who targeted those who held divinity.

    ‘Because this world is full of crazy people.’

    Not only the evil forces, but even the emperor seemed to want my children.

    At least from my perspective of wanting to give my children a normal life, their existence was a task that had to be dealt with at some point.

    That could be resolved to some extent now thanks to Camilla.

    “Thank you for your advice, Miss Camilla, but why are you telling me this now? You should have told me before I met Beyoncé.”

    “If I had known, I would have taken whatever means necessary to bring her back to the village.”

    “That, that’s right.”

    “It’s great that the warrior loves his family, but sometimes he goes too far.”

    I was speechless at Camilla’s comment.

    Because according to her, I don’t see anything related to my family.

    “You haven’t forgotten what you did to us, have you?”

    “I didn’t hit it.”

    “Hehe, just kidding. It is because of the hero’s appearance that you were chosen by Hestia. I have no intention of criticizing the hero’s actions. However, I hope you will listen to our opinions that support the hero even a little.”

    “Hmm… Okay.”

    I nodded at her words.

    Actually, thanks to Camilla’s words, we were lucky enough to recruit Bayonne.

    ‘But first, I need to find the three-colored spider web.’

    It wasn’t particularly difficult.

    It was a simple task that could be completed in two days after finishing work in the Holy Kingdom.

    ‘I want to go to the library quickly and get some information.’

    I need Helen’s help, but she seems very busy as the headmaster.

    She was delivering a sermon from the platform to a congregation of about thirty young nymphs.

    “There are fewer students than I thought.”

    “So starting next year, nymphs will also be taking classes at the Divine Academy like other races.”

    “Was there anything else besides the Nymph Academy?”

    “Yes, it’s called the Holy Academy, and most people active in the Holy Kingdom had to graduate from there. Oh, are you interested in the Academy? If you want, I can admit you.”

    “No way, how old am I?”

    “You won’t be twenty-two until next year, right?”

    I felt slightly annoyed at the way Camilla spoke to me as if I was a child.

    “At least I think I’m mentally older than you.”

    “Stubbornness in that regard is proof of youth.”

    “Hey, captain.”

    While I was chatting with Camilla, Rachel, the vice-captain, interrupted and showed me a letter.

    “Rachel, what’s going on?”

    “Iris has been summoned.”

    “The third apostle?”

    “I think it’s probably because I reached the second level.”

    “Haa… Then there’s nothing I can do. Sir, I’ll leave for a moment.”

    “What’s going on?”

    “It’s nothing special. It’s just a ritual that you have to go through when you become a second-tier knight.”

    “It doesn’t seem like a particularly celebratory event.”

    “Yes, there is no coronation ceremony like the one the warrior held. It is just a conversation with Iris.”

    “Ah, I noticed. You’re going to have a hard time.”

    It seems like the battle otaku wants to record Camilla’s experiences as she becomes a new 2nd-tier knight without fail.

    “Warrior, we have to go on patrol for a while due to the fifth apostle’s summons, so we will be going now. ”

    “Patrol? Should I go with you?”

    “No, it’s only going to run until Valkyrie is reactivated, so there’s no need for the warrior to step forward.”

    “Ah… You too have a hard time.”

    As the one who stopped Valkyrie, I felt bad, but it was helpful for the troublemaker to stay still.

    “By the way, Helen, your speech was long.”

    So I went into Helen’s office, where she was left alone.

    The office was simpler than expected, containing only a desk and a bookshelf.

    “There are only the principal’s work files.”

    I was looking around because I was bored, and all I could find were documents related to the Academy.

    Then there was a thick book carefully stored in a desk drawer.

    “I don’t think you should look at it.”

    My conscience told me not to look, but my curiosity was screaming at me to look.

    Finally, I couldn’t stand it anymore and opened the book.

    “Photo?”

    The Holy Kingdom must have invented a camera, because there were photographs inside the album-shaped books.

    And there were quite a few.

    There were so many photographs taken over time that the advancement of photography was evident.

    And Helen was always in the picture.

    “800 years of life is not easy at all.”

    There were photos of the academy’s graduation and photos of the children that Helen personally took.

    “Is this blue-haired girl Camilla? She’s been playing around with a blank expression since she was little.”

    It was fun looking through the photos.

    And indirectly, I could see what kind of life she lived.

    Helen has really done a great job raising so many children.

    ‘I respect you.’

    It’s been less than a year since I started raising my children, but raising children is not easy, and raising them to be great adults is even harder.

    Helen has been doing something so difficult for over 800 years.

    As an adult and a father of a child, I wanted to emulate her.

    “Sian, am I too late? Sorry. That?”

    “Oh, that’s right.”

    I was looking through the albums one by one when Helen came back.

    I scratched my face and answered cautiously.

    “I was bored so I ended up looking at this and that. I apologize if it offended you.”

    “It’s okay. The album is meant to be shown to others.”

    “But the album is meant to bring back memories, right?”

    Helen could have been angry, but she smiled and sat down next to me.

    “That’s right. But I’m okay now. I’ve taken out all the memories I wanted to take out.”

    “What does that mean?”

    “It doesn’t really mean anything. As you live longer, you’ll find yourself getting sick more often than you’ll be happy when you reminisce.”

    I couldn’t respond hastily to those meaningful words.

    It’s a topic that’s hard to relate to, and I haven’t even lived half of her life.

    “If you need a camera, I’ll give it to you. I don’t need it anymore.”

    Helen took a camera out of the drawer and handed it to me.

    Although it was a bit big in size, the usage was similar to the cameras I knew.

    Perhaps this is one of the inventions made by Ellie, the reincarnated person.

    “When you press this button, a photo will appear.”

    “Really? Let’s give it a try.”

    I skillfully grabbed Helen’s shoulder and took a picture together.

    Click!

    Then, in an instant, a photo appeared.

    “It turned out better than I expected.”

    “Did you know?”

    “First of all, I’m a reincarnated person too. If it was made by Ellie, I know to some extent.”

    “You’re amazing. If you can recall your past life as much as Ellie, your soul must be strong.”

    “I don’t remember my past life completely. Recently, I have vague memories here and there.”

    “That’s great enough.”

    Embarrassed by Helen’s compliments, I handed her the fresh photo I had just taken.

    “Okay, take the picture.”

    “Mr. Si-an?”

    Helen took the photo with a nod.

    “I don’t know what happened to you in the past, but I hope that at least the memories you had with me aren’t painful.”

    “…Did what I just said bother you?”

    “If you don’t care, it’s a lie.”

    “I’m sorry. I said something unnecessary.”

    “No. On the contrary, I think it’s fortunate that I’m close to you, my precious one, even now.”

    “Yes? Am I also a precious person to you, Mr. Sian?”

    “Yeah, because he’s someone I personally want to emulate and make mine.”

    I said, stroking Helen’s bangs.

    “Helen, I can’t empathize with your pain, but know this. If there’s one happy thing, even if there are a hundred painful things, I can endure it.”

    Someone told me this in my past life, but now I can’t remember who said it.

    I’m sure it’s a woman.

    Oh, that’s not important right now.

    “Well, if there’s nothing happy going on, tell me. I’ll make it happen.”

    “Mr. Shian? Is that a confession?”

    “Hmm… right.”

    Helen was silent for a moment at my words, then suddenly began to blush.

    “Okay, give me a moment to think about it.”

    “Yeah.”

    Then Helen left the office, and I was left here alone.

    ‘Oh, I have to go to the library.’

    If I had known this would happen, I would have delayed my confession for a while.

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